"Do you wish to have intercourse with me now?" You find the prospect agreeable?" Yes, sir. Your slave is honoured." Isn´t that a hackneyed line, Miss...Gibson?" I thought so too, sir." The humbled nudity wriggled shyly. "But I´m affraid they´re going to pop up if you want me totally obedient." In a burst of candour, she added. "Audrey´s told me about being whipped. I don´t want to be whipped." Do you know what it means to service a man, Miss Gibson?" Only because I´ve read about it, sir." Service. I was up to three miles on my regular jog around the lake when I had the urge to pee, really badly. The only people in sight were two Hispanic guys shooting hoops at the basketball court, and one older black man sitting on a park bench, a ways down the block. I quickly ducked into the restroom area, but was confronted by a sign on the ladies room door saying it was closed for repairs. Desperate, I looked around carefully and then hurried inside the mens toilet. There were several urinals and. Her moans got louder and her shaking increased as she realised that there were four pairs of hands touching her now.“Oh my god, my god, who’s there?” she begged. No-one spoke as they increased the tension on their slave. Her breasts were now being massaged as both legs were also massaged stopping short of touching her exposed, and now noticeable wet, pussy. Cherry knew that Bethany was ready for a real fucking and she beckoned Kaitlin to go between her wide open legs.Kaitlin was caressing the. We were kissing when she finally reached her orgasm, and I felt her gasp in my mouth. She was frantic for a minute. We were still kissing as she relaxed.Wonderful as it had been to climax deep in her body the night before, I could accept a delay that paid erotic dividends like that gasp of delight.The box of condoms had been among my things in the bathroom that night but not the next morning. She said nothing, and I buried the second box at the bottom of my pack.That morning we sent our.